Starlight spilled across the Sea of Clouds. Though it was night, it was whiter than day, like snow.
The stars filling the sky were like countless dim suns. The stone stele cast no shadow, and the shadow the sword sheath left on its surface was very faint.
The Origin Turtle had his eyes open and his mouth slightly parted, invisible starlight slowly flowing into it.
The Sect Master stood at the cliff's edge, looking down at the Sea of Clouds as he spoke, seemingly to himself.
"Young people often have ideas about changing the world. They may be childish, but they are also heartening."
"Of course you wouldn't support them, but I don't think that way. After all, they aren't us."
"I simply didn't expect them to make quite such a big affair of it this time."
"Since things have come to this, there is something I must ask of you. I remember you have a friend over there."
At the summit of Divine End Peak, the starlight was likewise like snow.
"I had Big One tell you clearly that I opposed this. You paid no heed, yet now you come asking me for help?"
Jing Jiu stood beside the cliff, looking at the Sea of Clouds flowing like a waterfall. After a moment of silence, he continued, "You know that child's relationship with me. Keep him alive."
Was this the condition of the exchange?
Jing Jiu left the cliff's edge.
Gu Qing was in secluded cultivation in the little cabin in the woods.
Yuan Qu was practicing with his sword behind the mountain.
Zhao Layue was sensing heaven and earth beside the waterfall.
White Ghost and Cold Cicada were sleeping.
The cave abode was very quiet.
His palm landed on the stone wall. The seemingly solid wall